Who can forget Spring Break?
My son and his college buddies recently returned from Spring Break in Cancun, a tourist destination known for beautiful beaches, turquoise water, and American students having a lot of fun.
When I told my college girl friends where my son vacationed, they all remembered our Spring Break in Cancun. How could we forget it, especially our last night there?
Here’s the lowdown on the slowdown that caused Cancun Chaos!
Who: Approximately 200 college students.
What: Departure of a charter flight back to the U.S.
Where: Cancun International Airport.
When: 8 pm (late ’80’s–could you tell from the hair?)
Why: Good Question!
Shortly after arriving at Cancun International Airport, the shops brought down their gates. Then, some airport employees left. Then THEY ALL left! Two hundred college kids were like, “What just happened?” and “Where’s our plane?” and “Holy Moly–we’re locked in!”
Apparently, our flight was cancelled or postponed or whatever! So, the airline workers went home. Guess what we didn’t have? Cell phones (gasp!). I remember being tired and angry. If we’d known the flight was cancelled, we could have either stayed at our hotel another night or hung out with my childhood friend, who also happened to be in Cancun. Ugh!
We had no way of letting anyone know we were stuck and no way of finding out when we might leave. It was chaos! Those who had bought Mexican blankets were in high demand. The rest of us climbed on top of X-Ray scanner belts, pretended to be airline attendants and, basically, got delirious wondering if and when a plane would arrive.
Around 8 am, airline workers unlocked the airport doors. They weren’t in a hurry and they didn’t apologize. What did they care if a couple hundred American students had practically eaten their sombreros in desparation?
At 9 am, a charter plane arrived. What I don’t remember is if we all cheered upon takeoff or immediately fell asleep!
Hon, do you have a ridiculous travel experience? I’d love to hear about it.